Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 90

Sheila stepped into the room.

She walked over to the bedside, her expression etched with worry as she glanced at Henry. "Jessica, is Henry alright?"

Jessica knew Sheila could read sign language, so she skipped typing on her phone and signed directly.

"It's appendicitis, but he's okay now. The surgery's done."

"How did he get appendicitis all of a sudden?"

Jessica shook her head.

Sheila's face softened with sympathy. "Poor thing, must have been so painful for him."

Sheila pulled up a chair and sat down next to Jessica.

Jessica frowned, her mind drifting.

Timothy had suddenly started doting on her, buying her cake, acting unusually close, and upending one of her long-held suspicions.

so much, she

heart was

aunt, but since they were the same age, they never acted like aunt and nephew. That strange lack of boundaries made it awfully hard for

had dropped hints about Sheila and

Sheila showing up uninvited, Jessica's emotions were

of everything Jessica had seen

outright—just to get the truth out. But she stopped herself; it felt

her, in both words and actions, she'd

ever admit it? And if word got back to Timothy, it would only make things

on being above

was only because she was so conflicted inside, desperate to know the truth, that she even felt the

it down and sat

however, broke the

of danger now. You've been up all night-why don't

I'm not tired. You, on the other hand, just got off a long

for a moment, then said, "Actually, Jessica, there's something you should know. Last time Henry had a fever, the nurse who gave him the injection was his classmate's mother. He asked me to pretend to be you-he didn't want his classmates to find out about your situation. It's almost morning, and once the day staff comes in, there'll be more people around. He might run into someone

didn't finish, but

Jessica got the message.